Woke up without a spike in my head today. Might as well be Christmas.
But not quite Christmas, because on Christmas morning I wouldn't be on a Bart train sitting near a woman who was leisurely and liberally applying lotion to her damn feet.
So tomorrow morning when I'm on a train, should I clip my nails and pluck my eyebrows? Or bring a dry loofah and exfoliate?
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